Mile 157, Road I Northwest, Washington State.
Driver: Suzanne. Purpose: fun. Summer 2011.
The long straight stretch of highway from George to Ritzville through the Scablands is to me one of the most beautiful places on earth. As a kid I found it frustrating – it changed so little and took so long to get through (this was back in the 55 mph days). My entire focus was getting to Spokane to my grandparents’ house which was heaven filled with dachshunds, grandma’s cookies, and the bar in the basement, so this stretch seemed endless.
But now I love it. Especially when driving alone. I want to just see not talk. The rolling fields are beautiful whether green, gold, or brown and naked, it’s glorious in the sun and sublime in the rain. Going west it’s best in the early morning and going east it’s best to from afternoon to twilight.
And the name The Scablands. That cannot be beat.